Xuanji stood there.
When the Maiden looked over in her direction, Xuanji's pupils contracted. She saw the Maiden smile.
She asked, "My name is Shao Dian Qing Nü. And you are...?"
She could see her?
Xuanji was somewhat dazed. She took a step back, slightly timid, but Qing Nü stepped forward instead and said, "You've been following me for a long time. You've been there since the Yellow Emperor's era, haven't you? I may not be able to see you, but I can sense your presence!"
"Don't hide and cover it up! My fists don't reason with anyone!"
As she spoke, Qing Nü waved the fist in her hand.
Fists?
For something so mysterious and profound, her choice was actually to settle it with her fists?
Xuanji had never expected Qing Nü to be like this at this time!
Xuanji could not help but laugh.
After pondering for a while, she sighed and stepped forward.
Ripples of water spread out, and she appeared before Qing Nü. "Hello, Shao Dian Qing Nü. My name is... Xuanji."
"Xuanji?"
Qing Nü murmured to herself.
Then she suddenly smiled, took one step forward, and arrived before Xuanji.
She stared at Xuanji, the corners of her lips curling up.
"What... mysteries are you hiding?"
Xuanji froze and took a step back.
Then Qing Nü continued, "Are you an immortal? Or... are you a ghost? I've lived for a thousand years, yet I've never seen gods or ghosts! You're the first."
Hearing this, Xuanji shook her head. "I... should be neither."
An immortal?
She was unworthy.
A ghost?
She was merely a single soul fragment. She probably did not even count as a complete ghost, did she?
Seeing the faintly dejected expression on Xuanji's face, Qing Nü suddenly raised a hand and patted her shoulder. "Don't